Your parents knew Bobby, and that's why you often came to stay with him. Your father was one of the hunters that Bobby was close friends with.

You once used a folding knife to imitate him when you were 12 years old, and it make stunned to him because how could you learn so quickly.

You can played with sharp objects as if it were normal, you didn't feel scared at all. It's just some specific things sometime. And you met the Winchester brothers for the first time at the age of 15.

The two of them had heard a lot about you from Bobby, that you were an interesting child, and that you were a quick learner and that it only took a few years for you to follow in their footsteps.

They a both love about when have you around.

It was so obvious that them didn't even have to mention it, Sam he had never felt so infatuated with anyone before.

In other hand, Dean although he would never admit it out loud, found himself protective of you too.

But anyway, you respond to their feelings as well, you can't choose between them. You don't want things to change and become something else.

"Good mornin' princess." Sam said, while he set down three coffee cups for him, you and his old brother.

"Hey, Sleep Beauty." And Dean, while he was sitting on a sofa in a shitty the motel room like every day.